#fisherman!derek

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Sterek as fishermen or sailors; anything on a boat really.

Here you go. - Anastasia

This fan art.

the fisherman and the fabulous creature by Siriusstuff

(1/1 I 2,184 I General)

Stiles is a lucky fisherman.

(As Long as I'm a Sailor) On the Sea by GeeGollyWiz13 for Kawaiicoyote

(1/1 I 2,498 I Teen)

The Dread Pirate Derek has finally been captured, and brought ashore in the Port of Beacon Hills. Stiles, the son of the local Sheriff, is tasked in watching over him. He is annoying, talkative, and unnaturally pretty.

Derek almost wishes he was able to go down with his ship.... Almost.

Not Quite A Siren, But Something Like That by lapsus_calami

(1/1 I 2,891 I General)

There's a sea creature stealing all of Derek's stuff. For some reason he finds that more endearing than annoying.

Fish Don't Have Legs by MadnessofVoid

(1/1 I 8,934 I Teen)

Finally, the net broke. Derek sighed with relief, rising to his feet and grunting at how stiff he felt. The boy continued to sit there a moment longer, staring still. Derek was about to attempt interrogating this boy again when he saw something that about made him check in to a mental hospital.

Instead of legs…there was a glistening, blinding, orange tail.

A fucking tail!

or

Derek is a reluctant fisherman in order to pay off his parents' debt and he caught one hell of a, well, catch 

I'm Not Going to Let You Go Down (With the Ship) by tryslora

(1/1 I 25,421 I Mature)

Stiles just wants to get through his greenhorn crab fishing season on the Spark alive, and prove to his dad that he has great potential to become his second in command. He thinks it’s going to be easy, until fist fights, old enemies, new friends, and the unexpected appearance of a very hot dude complicate things. A lot.

[eternalsterekrecs]

LORELEI

Author: TroubleIWant

Summary: Derek didn't become a deep sea fisherman to make friends, but somehow that's exactly what's happened. Assuming, of course, that friendship is what's going on between him and the deeply irritating (and attractive) man he's managed to save. Surely they can last the few days 'till landfall without annoying each other to death... or falling into bed together. Right?

OR

Derek wasn’t entirely sure the survivor was alive when he heaved him aboard. Since spotting the lifeboat, Derek’s whole brain had been fully online, blasting panic, and even now the adrenaline made the world seem over-sharp. The man’s soft pink skin against the bright, plasticized red of his work suit seemed surreal; the length of his eyelashes jumped out, though they should have been unnoticable. The blood on his face didn’t seem to bode well for a happy ending. Neither did the way his head lolled on his neck, nor the uneven, shallow quality to his breathing.

“Let’s get you below deck,” Derek muttered at the stranger, his voice scratchy with disuse.

Info: 10k | Mature | Fisherman!Derek; Deepwater Horizon AU

Notes: A fic that goes with andavs’ amazing art. Pretty much a Deepwater Horizon AU where fisherman Derek finds an oil rig worker lost in the ocean. You can pretty much predict how it ends <3 -C 

Sneak Peek:

Derek’s fingers lingered. Such small, human things: a little triangle of spots he’d probably resented as a kid. He shouldn’t have, though. They just brought out the unblemished smoothness of the rest of his skin. The porcelain perfection of it seemed incongruous out here in the deep ocean where everything was rough and weathered, like Lorelei with her salt-speckled paint and her mollusc-crusted belly. Like Derek himself, crow’s feet at his eyes and calluses on his hands.

This man was fresh-faced and young, younger than Derek had assumed at first. Commercial fishing tended to be an older man’s game, and Derek had gotten used to being called “kid” at thirty; this man looked like he couldn’t be out of his twenties. Derek took in his pert nose, the generous cupid’s bow of his pink mouth.

[sourwolfandwilyfox]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - At sea, Fisherman!Derek, oil rig worker!Stiles, Pining, Banter, Bedsharing, all your favorite tropes Summary:

Derek didn't become a deep sea fisherman to make friends, but somehow that's exactly what's happened. Assuming, of course, that friendship is what's going on between him and the deeply irritating (and attractive) man he's managed to save. Surely they can last the few days 'till landfall without annoying each other to death... or falling into bed together. Right?

OR

Derek wasn’t entirely sure the survivor was alive when he heaved him aboard. Since spotting the lifeboat, Derek’s whole brain had been fully online, blasting panic, and even now the adrenaline made the world seem over-sharp. The man’s soft pink skin against the bright, plasticized red of his work suit seemed surreal; the length of his eyelashes jumped out, though they should have been unnoticable. The blood on his face didn’t seem to bode well for a happy ending. Neither did the way his head lolled on his neck, nor the uneven, shallow quality to his breathing.

“Let’s get you below deck,” Derek muttered at the stranger, his voice scratchy with disuse.

(Inspired by: this very lovely artwork)

Yes good. Stiles is so stiles...love it. :D